My mum would arrive home from my Nanny’s with a loaf of soda bread wrapped in a candy striped flannel pillow case. The type everyone’s grandparents seemed to have an endless supply of. Continue reading
The Smell Of That Bread
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My mum would arrive home from my Nanny’s with a loaf of soda bread wrapped in a candy striped flannel pillow case. The type everyone’s grandparents seemed to have an endless supply of. Continue reading